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Kerr Family Trip 2008 from Justin Kerr on Vimeo.

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1) My wife, the Domestic Goddess2) Princess Buttercup3) Princess Get Er Done4) Me5) Baby6) Tater7) W Bear

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We arrived back home yesterday afternoon and spent the better part of three hours unpacking the RV. Oy vey. Who would have thought you could accumulate so much cra... um, stuff in just two weeks? Today we cleaned the RV for its return tomorrow and have been re-assembling our house in order to get back into a "normal" routine.I have to admit, I'm going to miss being on the road. I kept trying to

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Each member of my family has their own method for toasting marshmallows. See if you can guess which family member uses which method.-Justin1) Slowly toasts the marshmallow above the fire to a perfect light golden brown then peels off the outer layer and re-toasts the molten center still on the stick. 2) Sacrifices three or four marshmallows in the fire before finally coming up with one just right

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As we wind down our vacation in the Newburg, NY KOA (motto: welcome to NY, now empty your wallet) I've been reflecting on our journey and some of the things we've seen and done. Here are the awards for best, worst and most unusual.-JustinBest Soundtrack"Go" by the Newsboys (wherever we go, dat's where da party's at!)Most Picturesque SceneryShenandoah Valley, VAFavorite Road FoodJack Links

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I have discovered a nefarious plan for world domination right here in the US. It is now my firm belief that the Pennsylvania Dutch are going to subjugate the world. How will they do this? Through a restaurant known as the Good & Plenty. Yes, I know it sounds innocent but don't let the name fool you. Allow me to tell you how I discovered this.On our way out of Elizabethtown, we decided to drive

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After a minor miscommunication with the car rental people (new slogan- "Enterprise! We Let You Down!"), we took off for Hershey, PA about 10:00 this morning.  For those of you who have never been, it's not just a factory, it's an entire town built by Milton Hershey and his foundation. There's a library, a zoo, a golf course/resort area, an amusement park, the factory and a place called Chocolate

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This has been a WallyWorld free day!The problem with hours and hours of driving and chatting with the Bo Hunkmeister is that we start to develop a lot of jokes between us that we just find hysterical but are hard to explain to others. For example:Bolatte HunkaccinoHush Puppies with crack sauceNava-hoe! (we're mocking a truck company with an unfortunate sense of corporate identity)See, I'm about

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Watch the Addams Family tv show on Daddy's laptop!

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(This post is actually about Monday but Wytheville wifi didn't work)We are here in Wytheville, VA at our campsite and I'm a bit concerned. The campers next to us just pulled up and they are setting up cages for small dogs. I see three so far.KFCWe've been seeing signs for a KFC buffet. Buffet? KFC? You mean like fresh KFC yumminess? All you can eat? So, desiring early coronary bypass surgery,

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3:00 Disco Hour from Justin Kerr on Vimeo.

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Never, ever dump your waste tanks while wearing sandals. Ever.

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We have named our GPS system Francois in honor of the goofy French voice we accidently set it on one day. At first I was a little resistant to the new technology; I come from Rhode Island after all. However, Francois has proven himself to be quite handy. In fact, I like tinkering with Francois so much that Bo is getting a little jealous. While Francois is quite knowledgeable, and has that

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Life isn't always a bowl of cherries on the road. Sometimes, too little sleep, too much sugar and unmet expectations.....well, let me just tell you, it ain't pretty.The day started well enough. We had decided to attend a church Bo Hunkmeister spotted on our way into the Little Rock KOA . He set his alarm not realizing that his PDA was still on Eastern Time and not Central Time which we're in

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So Bo Hunkmeister and I, after much thought, have decided that the class "C" RV is the way to go. But we don't want to buy one of these used Cruise America ones because as Jeff Foxworthy so elegantly put it, "You don't want to put your key into something that has been rode that hard by that many people." However, we're going to need some help with a brand spankin' new RV. So here's the deal. For

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Sorry I didn't blog yesterday. Nothing personal. No really, it's not you it's me. I think we should see other blogs. Wait, what am I saying....It's not that yesterday was particularly busy. We hung out, swam and went to dinner. Baby did not try his buoy impersonation again but Tater, I guess feeling left out, decided to take the plunge. Grandpa's swimmie purchase the day before came in real handy

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One of the cool things I was able to do on this trip was take a motorcycle ride with my dad. He has two bikes and we went out Friday afternoon for about three hours. Let me tell you, riding in Oklahoma is a lot different than riding in New England: flat, straight and 30 mph cross winds (and that's relatively calm). It was a great ride though. We stopped at a place called Pops, a retro style diner

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Praise God! Baby has not broken anything yet! That's not to say he hasn't caused his fair share of trouble (and perhaps used other people's share).Yesterday morning we were greeted with Grandma making Scooby Doo waffles. Bo Hunkmeister and Grandpa then took the RV to the service place to get various and sundry things fixed. Of course, the RV place called today to say that the refrigerator

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Grandpa and Bo Hunkmeister getting ready to rollNot content to be left behind, Baby grabs Daddy's coat linerBaby on his bike  (affectionately known as "Beep Beep")Its hard to be intimidating when you look so cute."I'm off to catch up with the guys, Mom!"Baby rides off into the sunset.....

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Things can get a little dicey towards the end of a dayOur new house.  Isn't it cute?Mr. Lincoln?  I got your pizza here.

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Are they adorable, or what?Today we're in Edmond, Ohhhhhhh-klahoma, where the wind comes sweeping 'cross the plains. We're about 30 minutes north of Oklahoma City, where the wind doesn't sweep across the plains. Yesterday's trip here took only two hours or so but felt like an eternity. I think that's how it always is on the last bit of a journey.Grandpa did some research on Edmond versus

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The KOA we stayed in tonight did not have WiFi. I was annoyed with that. How spoiled am I? We use a GPS to find the nearest WalMart, a cell phone to call ahead to the KOA's, the laptop to let y'all know what we're doing. My goodness, how did anyone go RVing before 2000?I'm sorry if I sound edgy. Yesterday I had my first frappuchino. Its been three days since my last froufy coffee drink (again,

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While the Domestic Goddess has been dutifully recording the day to day (and sometimes moment to moment) events, I've been occupied with driving, pumping gas (takes about $160 to fill up the RV) and finding the next WalMart. I've also been thinking about my kids. Living in such close quarters with your children forces you to either get to know them better or run screaming from the RV. I've chosen

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We're not in New England any more. All the Dunkin' Donut highway signs have been replaced with Waffle House signs (would you like smoking? or vaguely smelling like smoke?)Again we got on the road at 10:00. And it was a pretty uneventful day; gorgeous scenery, snarky comments about billboards, etc. We stopped for lunch and ragweed bouquets (how were the kids to know they would make mom sneeze?)

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* I tried to post this last night but couldn't get internet access until this morning. Are we in the 21st century or what?!?We started the yesterday morning raining and looking for a WallsMart. All I can say is I'm so glad we were not tent camping last night (meaning 5/17). As soon as we pulled into our campsite and Bo plugged in the RV, a downpour started. The idea of trying to pitch a tent

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We made it! Four hours past schedule but we made it! We are at the Bellefonte KOA. Can't tell you much about it because it's dark. However, the kiddies are sleeping soundly and that's a beautiful scene. We actually got on the road at 9:16 am this morning. But after gassing up, and a Wally World stop (WalMart for you non-snarky types), we didn't get on the highway until 11:00 am. But we had

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I'm tired.I'm very, very tired.We got the RV this morning and spent all day loadin' the thing up.  My pocket book now weighs 2 tons from all the little "Oh, I can't forget this!" things I put in it. Every time I crossed off something from my list of things to do/bring, two more things got added on.  But it's 8:30 pm now and we're done packing.  I'm sure when we get back, we'll realize that we

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Me and the kids are all in a frenzy packing. Everyone has just gotten over the bad news that they can only bring one stuffed animal, not a big one and a small one, not two small ones, JUST ONE.Tater, my second boy, is in charge of packing some cars to bring along. Every two minutes he asks, "How many cars?" I say, "Ten, dear" then we repeat this over and over and over and over and over and over

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Well, its four more days until we go traipsing off across the country and we still need to do the following things:1. get shower gift for neighbor (won't be at the shower, but she's a real sweetheart and we missed the wedding)2. give the neighbor instructions about the cat3. pray that Baby travels well4. stop the newspaper delivery5. stop the mail delivery6. pray that Baby

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A year ago I took my family on our first RV trip. Dawn and I kept our goals small and our expectations low. We rented an RV and took a 4-day trip to New Hampshire. Our destination was only 200 miles away so, if the trip went bad, we could hightail it back home in just a few hours.Much to our surprise, the trip was a great success. By success I mean we came back with the same number of people we

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